Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 13 Fight to the Death
Fighting is not simply a competition of attributes, but the problem is that if the power gap is too big, it can lead to a crushing of power, which is the so-called "one force defeats ten skills".

Gao Yang's current strength is 12 points, more than twice that of an ordinary person, but he estimates that Heiyao's strength is at least 13 points, or even close to 14 points.

The strength that is three or even four times that of an ordinary person gives Hei Yao terrifying power.

A huge force continuously came from the sword. The Hei Yao behind the sword had pure white eyes, a fanatical expression, and an even crazier aura.

As the weapons clashed, Gao Yang only felt a sharp pain in his right arm holding the sword, and his body tilted backward uncontrollably.

The big sword in front of him with a dark red and shiny blade was pressed down little by little, and Gao Yang's mouth was full of blood.

At this moment, Dulong's attack finally arrived.

Dulong rushed forward from Gao Yang's side, and swung the saber in his hand in a semicircle, slashing towards Heiyao's right arm holding the sword.

This knife was not aimed at Heiyao's head or other vital parts, but simply chopped at his right arm, intending to force Heiyao to drop his sword.

The threat level of a Black Yao with a weapon and an unarmed Black Yao is very different. The former can chop them in half along with their weapons, while the latter can only kill them with his fists one by one.

This is also the reason why Gao Yang resisted Hei Yao and then Dulong launched this attack.

Compared to Gao Yang, Dulong is stronger and has more combat experience. He knows how to maximize his chances of survival.

The blade light turned into a streak of light and almost instantly cut into Heiyao's right forearm.

At this moment, Heiyao relaxed his right hand and gave up the greatsword in his hand. At the same time, the flesh and blood tentacles quickly gathered to his right arm, completely wrapping his right arm.

Gao Yang's pressure was relieved in vain. He exerted force with both arms and launched powerful attacks without hesitation.

The broadsword completed its return and accumulation of power in a very short time, and then slashed towards Heiyao's chest.

Although Heiyao's right arm was protected by the flesh tentacles, and it had even actively pressed its arm downward along with the force of Dulong's attack, the sword still cut through its defense like a hot knife through butter, until the blade embedded into the forearm bone.

If Dulong was a little stronger, or Heiyao's reaction was a little slower, its right hand would have been completely cut off.

At this moment, Gao Yang's attack was already approaching.

The sword blade pointed directly at Heiyao's neck. Heiyao let out an angry roar, subconsciously clenched his left fist, and punched Gao Yang in the chest.

Although Heiyao had lost his soul and sanity, his fighting instinct drove him to commit the most brutal actions.

Life for life!

Facing Heiyao's life-or-death punch, Gao Yang didn't even blink, still gritting his teeth, and pouring all his strength into the sword without reservation.

puff!

The big sword hit Heiyao's neck, and the sharp and heavy blade cut through the tentacles, flesh, meridians, and bones.

At the same time, Heiyao's fist hit Gao Yang's chest.

Bang!
The fist wrapped in tentacles enlarged in front of Gao Yang's eyes and landed on his chest. At this moment, he could clearly hear a series of crisp sounds of bones breaking from his chest. His forward-leaning body was forcibly twisted and flew backwards.

When Gao Yang came back to his senses from his trance and his perception and vision were restored, he was already lying in the bloody mud several meters away. The heart-wrenching pain from his chest almost made his whole body fall apart.

His heart was beating violently and adrenaline was being secreted crazily. Gao Yang endured the pain and turned over and got up. He picked up the big knife scattered around him and squeezed all his strength to rush towards the battlefield between Heiyao and Dulong again.

The battle between Heiyao and Dulong has now entered a white-hot stage.

Although Heiyao had just knocked Gao Yang away with a punch, Gao Yang's sword strike, which he used all his strength to strike, almost cut off his entire head.

If Heiyao had not used his tentacles to fix his head and body in time, he would probably have died by now.

Even so, Heiyao's movements were greatly slowed, and he could only exert half of his strength. Dulong had already kicked the black sword away and attacked Heiyao with his knife.

His only remaining eye was filled with madness. Dulong naturally saw the scene of Gao Yang being knocked away by a punch, including the scene of Gao Yang's chest being collapsed. Dulong also saw it.

Dulong would not waste the opportunity that Gao Yang created for him with his life.

Dulong was like a mad beast at this moment. Even if it meant exchanging injuries for injuries, he would still bite Heiyao tightly and prevent him from escaping.

When Gao Yang rushed into the battlefield, Dulong kicked Heiyao in the chest, and both of them fell to the ground.

Dulong was covered in blood, with more than ten tentacles piercing his body like sharp arrows, and his chest was directly pierced.

And under his desperate efforts, Heiyao became even more miserable.

Not only was his body covered in knife wounds, but the neck that was originally cut off by Gao Yang was hit again by Dulong, which not only cut off all the tentacles, but also deepened the wound, leaving only a thin layer of skin and flesh on Heiyao's neck.

Gao Yang could even see that on Heiyao's exposed neck, there were many tiny tentacles entangled with each other at the cross-section of the wound, as if trying to sew the wound together.

Heiyao's whole body was stiff and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

"Gao Yang, quick, kill it!"

Dulong roared loudly.

Gao Yang suppressed the weakness in his mind, gripped the long knife, took two steps at a time, and slashed at Heiyao's neck again.

puff!

Having lost the last connection of flesh and blood, Heiyao's head rolled down, his body trembled violently, and then he became motionless.

An illusory treasure chest emerged from Heiyao's body, and Gao Yang subconsciously reached out to pick up the treasure chest dropped by Heiyao.

After picking up the treasure chest, he quickly walked towards Heiyao's black sword.

The black sword was extremely heavy, and Gao Yang could only lift its hilt slightly at this moment.

But this was enough. After a flash of light, Gao Yang had put the black sword into his backpack.

After doing all this, Gao Yang had no more strength left. He leaned on his sword and looked at Dulong.

Dulong also breathed a sigh of relief at this time and slowly got up from the ground.

He looked at Gao Yang, his eyes filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and the excitement of killing a powerful enemy. "Gao Yang, retreat."

Gao Yang was confused. This was a battlefield, not a game. How could he retreat so easily?

Just as Gao Yang was puzzled, the garrison troops that had been avoiding them before began to move rapidly towards their location.

In their previous battle with Heiyao, out of self-preservation, everyone was waiting for the captain to appear.

But now the captain did not show up, but Dulong and Gaoyang actually fought to death with Heiyao, a powerful fanatic.

The garrison troops, who were of no help in the first place, were naturally willing to provide some protection for Gao Yang and Du Long.

As the garrison quickly approached, Gao Yang's tense nerves finally broke. He looked at Dulong and then fell into a coma.

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